When your marriage fails, you have a choice. You can curl up on the couch with a tub of ice cream and wallow in self-pity…or you can pick yourself up and search for a better life with a better man.
Kelly Green was faced with this choice.
She was the quintessential American wife and working mother of four small children. She had it all and did it all; her hobbies were interior decorating, Pilates, school fundraisers, and book clubs – basically, all the stuff women think they’re “supposed” to do.
Then her “perfect” world was rocked by betrayal and divorce…and Kelly threw out her ice cream, put on a sexy dress, and spent a year re-discovering what it was really like to live.
She partied with and dated Hollywood’s A-list, powerful Wall Street traders, elite art collectors, Argentinian polo players and chart-topping indie rock stars. Her road to recovering her self-esteem was paved with late nights, wild flings and rare company.
Through it all, Kelly questioned everything she thought she knew about marriage, love and settling for the quiet routines of suburban motherhood.
Told with unflinching honesty, her debut memoir is the bare-all story of a headstrong woman in search of a better inner life – with or without a better man.
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I found myself thinking "This book has to be self-published" long before the end of Kelly Green's alarmingly vapid memoir. She recounts a series of wealthy party-girl encounters with rich and/or famous narcissistic partners, none of whom seem suitable for more than uncommitted sex. She spends a great deal of time away from her four young children on jaunts calculated to reinforce her confidence as a beautiful and desirable goddess. The more I read, the more certain I felt that she would learn nothing of value from her adventures, nor would I from her book. For a self-described dedicated successful career woman, Green leaves me doubting her energy to give more than two days a week to work, so busy was she with staying out all night at concert after-parties or clubbing in one fabulous spot our another. As for her children, I wound up being happy they were all far too young to question the Man-Nanny about Mama's shenanigans during a year of which the LESS said would have been better. Has she even thought about the possibility they will read this tale of privileged irresponsibility by a mother in her forties but acting like a single college girl?
I don't read many memoirs, but the description fir Kelly Green's Back in the Game instantly caught my attention. What do you do when the life you knew suddenly crumbles around you? How do you continue on when the very thing that defined you and your life is now gone? Those are the questions Green ponders as she tries to find herself again after a devastating divorce. In this memoir she lets us look in through her rear mirror as she travels, dates, and lets loose, all in the name of finding the woman she lost somewhere admits becoming a wife and mother. It is an interesting and thrilling ride made especially poignant as Green doesn't shy away from sharing the realistic and painful moments along the way.
A copy was provided by the publisher via NetGalley in exchange for an honest review.
Kelly Green's sincerity is astounding and that's the main reason why I liked this book so much. She had the courage to write what a lot of us just think and, most important, she had the courage to do what a lot of us barely consider possible: regain happiness after a failure. Mother of four, divorced, single at 42 Kelly made the decision to learn from the pain of the divorce just being open and adventurous, giving herself a chance to think and live out of the box.
I enjoy seeing life through others eyes... There but for the grace of God... and all of that. I loved the inside look of a 40 something year old rediscovering the dating world, especially because she had good childcare and money. There is a good amount of self reflection and she does grow over the course of the year. All in all it was a somewhat enjoyable book. Her world would never be my world but isn't that what reading does for us - open other worlds?